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Friday, May 05, 2006SOLD to the Lady in the Pink Hat...For $12.50Apparently, that's the going rate for a used, signed copy of Lima Beans. It's true -- my one-and-only, carefully practiced signature doesn't add one cent to the book. Someone is selling their not-so-valued copy on Amazon. And that's it in a nutshell. I am worth $12.50, used and scribbled on. Let me flatter myself by imagining that, perhaps, this woman's dog has peed on the book, and she no longer feels she can display it on her antique bookshelves. A peed-on signature would bring a few dollars less than a non-peed-on signature...yes? Or maybe her rabid toddler teethed on it. Or maybe the book got mixed up with a box full of someone else's belongings -- someone unmarried and childless who has no desire to read stories about leaking diapers, leaking toilets, and leaking breasts. Or maybe... Well, shoot. I can't deny it, can I? I'm not JK Rowlings. Yet. Go ahead, my friend. Sell the book for $12.50 plus shipping. I can handle it. No, really, I can. It's not like I'm coming up at the top of Google searches for terms like "hottest author blogs" and "forty-something women that look twenty." (A gal can dream...) In fact, here's the reality: The other day, someone did a Yahoo search for "dead things." Out of 77.6 million hits, my blog came up at number ten. That's page one. Page one of over seventy-seven million hits on dead things. Sure. That's what I get for titling one of my blog entries....ur....Dead Things. I can just imagine what else might be out there concerning "dead things." I don't really want to know. These are the things that keep me humble. Humble is good! I write because it is in my lifeblood to do so, not because I want to have ninety-five comments a day on my blog. Not that ninety-five comments a day would be a bad thing. So, there you have it. $12.50 for a signed copy -- grab it while you can. And hang on to it. Because one of these days, you might be able to sell it for an extra dollar. I can hardly wait to see the hits I'll get on "leaking breasts"... |
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10of my readers are feeling chatty:
Look on the bright side. At least it didn't cause the book to be discounted.
LOL! That isn't half bad for a used book on eBay Jill! When I pass along my castoffs I usually start the bidding at 5 bucks. ;-)
Now, the real question is.... has it gotten any bids? :-D
LOL Kerrie, my thoughts too. Maybe you will see a bidding war. ;O)
((Jill)) I wish I lived closer. I'd take you to Starbuck's!!!
Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. That's 12.50 more than what I'm worth in the literary world!
Hey, you gotta start somewhere... ;)
Here is something to put this all in perspective:
"Twas battered and scarred, and the auctioneer
thought it scarcely worth his while
To waste much time on the old violin,
But held it up with a smile.
"What am I bidden, good folks," he cried,
"Who'll start the bidding for me?"
"A dollar, a dollar," then, two! Only two?
"Two dollars, and who'll make it three?
"Three dollars, once; three dollars, twice;
Going for three . . ." But no,
From the room, far back, a grey-haired man
Came forward and picked up the bow;
Then, wiping the dust from the old violin,
And tightening the loose strings,
He played a melody pure and sweet
As a caroling angel sings.
The music ceased, and the auctioneer,
With a voice that was quiet and low,
Said: "What am I bid for the old violin?"
And he held it up with the bow.
"A thousand dollars, and who'll make it two?
"Two thousand! And who'll make it three?
"Three thousand, once; three thousand, twice;
And going and gone."said he.
The people cheered, but some of them cried,
"We do not quite understand
What changed its worth?" Swift came the reply:
"The touch of a master's hand."
And many a man with life out of tune,
And battered and scarred with sin,
Is auctioned cheap to the thoughtless crowd,
Much like the old violin.
A 'mess of pottage,' a glass of wine;
A game - and he travels on.
He is 'going' once, and 'going' twice,
He's 'going' and almost 'gone'.
But the Master comes and the foolish crowd
Never can quite understand
The worth of a soul and the change that's wrought
By the touch of the Master's Hand.
Myra B Welch
There you go! Your book was in the wrongs hands, that's all.
I wonder if you'll come up when searching for "dead leaking breast things"? Hmmm...
In our house the Barbies were lined up, blind-folded, given a last request, and run over with an army jeep. (4 boys, 2 girls)
My older sister had the Barbies and that during the seventies, so Barbie and Ken had some pretty funky outfits. Most hard to wear due to missing appendages.
I've done similar viewings but it usually is done with My Little Pony's.
I have to commend and than you and Eric for working hard to get up a post for your readers during the blogger outage. Since you have your own domain and hosting, have you ever considered running your blog on your own install of Wordpress or something similar?
Ken
Dave,
You are wonderfully diverse....a precious, measureless gift of encouragement and affirmation followed by a frightening trip into your bizarre childhood. You are irreplaceable, you are!
Ken,
I'm afraid to check on the leaking thing...LOL!
And yes, Eric is planning on moving to Wordpress ASAP. As for me, I LOVE Blogger...but that might be my aversion to change. I can't have an RSS feed here, and I do want to have that capability. So I don't know. Do you use Wordpress?
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